[ Steve looks out across the surface, a little doubtfully, like maybe he's having a hard time sharing the sentiment — despite his words, fighting the enemy in a world of its own making seems counterintuitive at best, and someday (also soon) he'll want to see them here — but it's agreement just the same. he smiles at her, a small, private press of his lips: he learned amusement through the cold a long time ago. ]
Can't imagine why you dragged us out here.
[ he pushes himself to his feet, holding his hand out to her as he straightens like he's still the same man who pulled her out of the rubble of a bunker, like he can still carry her weight. ]
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[ Steve looks out across the surface, a little doubtfully, like maybe he's having a hard time sharing the sentiment — despite his words, fighting the enemy in a world of its own making seems counterintuitive at best, and someday (also soon) he'll want to see them here — but it's agreement just the same. he smiles at her, a small, private press of his lips: he learned amusement through the cold a long time ago. ]
Can't imagine why you dragged us out here.
[ he pushes himself to his feet, holding his hand out to her as he straightens like he's still the same man who pulled her out of the rubble of a bunker, like he can still carry her weight. ]